THE PROPHETIES BEGIN - BOOK 2 She doesn't belong in the forest. She doesn't belong among cats. She certainly doesn't belong at a Gathering-towering above every warrior, her white fur blazing under the full moon like a second Silverpelt come to earth. But Bluestar named her Lunafang. Gave her a place. Called her warrior. Now Lunafang carries a secret that could shatter ThunderClan: their deputy, Tigerclaw, murdered his predecessor to claim his rank. She knows it. Fireheart knows it. But Bluestar refuses to believe it-and with every passing day, Tigerclaw's grip on the Clan tightens like a claw around a throat. Worse still, StarClan is calling to her. Shadow cats gather in her dreams. A long-tailed stranger watches from the firelight. A prophecy she never asked for is unfolding around her, and it seems to have everything to do with the wolf who was never supposed to walk among cats. And then there are the toms. From every Clan, their eyes follow her-not with the fear she expects, but with something far more dangerous. A magnetic, forbidden pull that Lunafang cannot explain and cannot afford to feel. She is a predator. They are cats. The divide between them should be unbridgeable. But hunger has a way of making creatures forget the rules.

"But how can I be more than what I've always been? I'm just me.. I'm not special." "Oh... but you're wrong, young tom. You're exemplary, just you wait, one day you'll learn the truth." -------------------------- Emberkit has always had a problem, he always seemed to be the problem rather. From kithood he watched his very roots get torn apart because of him and now he has to grow up an outcast.. wrong in some ways, he supposed. How long can he stand being hated, or rather how long can he last in a world that just wanted him to... disappear?

Talking is one of the most important things in clan life. You express your feelings with it, share stories, communicate with friends, and a million other things. Imagine if talking, one of the easiest and thoughtless abilities to do, was impaired? Snufflepaw is an apprentice in Rainclan, and she has a debilitating stutter. It makes it even worse as she's one of the leader's kits, adding more pressure on her. For talking, words physically can't come out. So many things she wants to say are just stuck inside her head, not able to come out. Her words sound bumpy, she repeats things, but she literally can't help it. And it doesn't help with how the entire clan treats her because of it. They restrict her voice, backhanded positivity, impatience, mockery, and see her as embarrassing. The discrimination and teasing she has to endure everyday is a lot. And after something goes wrong during her apprentice ceremony, suspicions start to rise. And it only gets worse after a tragic accident, one she just happened to be involved in. The mental drain and emotion toll it takes on her is heavy. But will she be able to beat her clanmates views of her and be her better self, or will her own home turn into a living nightmare?

How would you feel, if you could only see mouths moving? When someone laughs, to you, they're smiling emptily. When someone talks, you struggle to read their lips. That is just how life is for Goosekit. Born deaf, he is still desires to become a warrior, despite the rest of his Clan doubting him. Along with the challenges he must face that come from being deaf, he must face the ordinary challenges of a warrior - all the while wondering what StarClan has in store for him, and why they would let him live without the gift of hearing. NONE OF THE IMAGES USED ARE MINE, CREDIT TO THE OWNERS OF THE IMAGES USED. THE MAIN CHARACTER IN THIS STORY IS DEAF, AND I DO NOT MEAN TO BE DISRESPECTFUL TOWARDS ANYONE WHO IS DEAF. A MAJOR CHARACTER IN THIS STORY IS HALF BLIND, AND I DO NOT MEAN TO BE DISRESPECTFUL TOWARDS ANYONE WHO IS BLIND.

What can you do when the very things that are supposed to grant you freedom are restricted by those superior to you? That is the question Talonpaw has been asking herself for moons. Born into PrideClan, a clan of winged cats, she had been unfortunate enough to have her feathers fledged in dull, making her a lowly Muted while her siblings Galepaw and Brookpaw shine as Luminaura. If she'd said 'it's not fair' once, she'd said it a thousand times. The Muted were bullied and treated unfairly like servants for not being 'pure and radiant' like the Luminaura, with everything they do being restricted. Talonpaw doesn't want to live a life like this, but what choice does she have? When a series of events lands her and PrideClan into a strange new world called Embala, however, the chance for her wings to finally unfurl for herself finally becomes real.

TW: blood, violence, abuse, death, anything that's usually in Warriors books. Credits to the Erin Hunter team for characters, settings, concepts, etc. Based around my OC and her lore. This is a Warriors AU. ☆ Born beneath a stormy sky, Silver is unlike any cat her Clan - or the rogues beyond - has ever seen. Her blue-grey pelt is splashed with white, and her eyes are a striking mismatch: one a brilliant aquamarine, the other a cloudy grey. She doesn't know it yet, but her rare heterochromia marks her as part of a destiny foretold the night she entered the world. "Clouds meet sky, and blood will rain." The daughter of a fierce, unyielding mother and an abusive rogue leader, Silver grows up in a world where betrayal is met with claws, and trust is a weakness. But Silver refuses to become like her father. Choosing compassion over cruelty, she walks away from the only life she's known, seeking belonging among the Clans. When she meets Clockstar, leader of ThunderClan, it seems her life is finally turning toward peace. But StarClan - the "bunch of dead cats" she never asked to believe in - has other plans. Every paw step, every choice, draws her deeper into a prophecy shrouded in blood and storm. And Silver is about to learn that her past, her courage, and her strange eyes are the keys to a fate she could never have imagined. ☆ Started - 15/08/2025 Finished - ???

" Do not be fooled, Violet, for the light you desire will be your demise. " ✦ Violetpaw, once a kittypet, is a member of SmokeClan, eager to prove herself as an asset- someone who can carry her own weight and defend the Clan's borders at all costs. She's trained alongside her Clanmates for a good few moons, and has since been mostly accepted into SmokeClan's ranks. She intends on keeping her spot too. ✦ But secrets linger in the shadows, and Violetpaw's loyalty will be tested again and again. She will question where her place in the mountains truly is- or if her place is even there at all.

"Destiny is not written in the stars, but in the choices we make when the world turns against us." In a world where loyalty is everything, two siblings are destined for greatness-or destruction. A mysterious prophecy foretells that one will bring hope while the other spills blood, casting a shadow over their futures. As they train to become warriors, rivalry, doubt, and ambition threaten to tear them apart. With tensions rising within their Clan and danger lurking beyond their borders, they must navigate the challenges of trust, betrayal, and fate. But as the prophecy unfolds, one question remains-can destiny be changed, or is their path already decided? This is a collab story between me and Shadowbreeze21! This is base off Erin Hunter's Warrior Cats series All art not by me #1 in warrior cats

"The strongest warriors are not those who win every battle-but those who know which battles are worth fighting." Betrayed. Exiled. Reborn. Once a proud apprentice of ForestClan, Wasppaw now walks the shadowed paths of ShadeClan, where loyalty is fleeting, and danger lurks at every turn. Under the watchful eye of Moonstar, he trains to become a warrior among those who were once his enemies. But while he sharpens his claws for battle, an even darker force stirs in the depths of his mind-the Dark Forest is watching. Meanwhile, Foxpaw grows stronger in the secrecy of night, hiding a terrible truth that could shatter the Clans forever. And as war brews between ForestClan and ShadeClan, Wasppaw will have to decide: